Though it wasn’t until this moment she realized the truth.--Now making this realization was one thing but it didn’t mean that she had forgotten ab...ut her dedication to her human master. She was preforming in a show for not only his guests but his closest friends. This meant that the orgasm she was unable to suppress any longer was unacceptable in her role as a rape victim. Unless she could pass it off as something she was ashamed of. So channeling several past experiences and the pain she felt. Annette had been lively, cheerful and amusing. She had been enthralled by the birds. His parents had clearly been enchanted with her. Furthermore she had once again conducted herself like a young woman and not the little fourteen year-old that she was. Except possibly when he had given her the book but that hug and kiss were joie de vivre and genuine gratitude. Equally the jigging up and down when he told her that her mother had given permission for him to take her out; that again was. And then there is the coitus interruptus.....what is it with people that they can't fuck a cunt or an arsehole to the last drop, leaving it all up there, inside, and letting us all see it.....are you frightened that he might have your baby, Lover ? It's not as if your not wearing a condom. What in heaven's name is the etiquette here ? The almost inevitable squirting of spunk all over the girl's or guy's face instead, as if the fuckee was quite incapable of bringing the fucker to total. It was five minutes old, there was no one at the villa yet and no changes from yesterday; good news I hoped. The note on the email said to expect an updated one every two hours.Breakfast was ready in the embassy lunchroom. After breakfast, back in the basement Andy laid out the plan. An hour later we had loaded both Range Rovers and both Suburban’s with the drones and other weapons.Across the road from the villa were a dying mangrove orchard and a burned and an abandoned homestead from the last.